As soon as those words had been spoken, the air suddenly became cold and a powerful pressure started to envelope Heavenly Pill Tower. It was the pressure from the four people that was approaching Heavenly Pill Tower and directed at Feng Jiu and the others.
"Dealt with? Huh? Do you think we will believe that?"
The gray robed old man said in a solemn voice, his sinister gaze directed at Feng Jiu with coercion. The invisible coercion turned into a series of spiritual blades that were aimed at Feng Jiu's spirit intent. If it was an ordinary person whose spirit intent had been attacked by a peak-stage Immortal Sacred strong exponent, they would have been unable to bear it.
However, Feng Jiu's expression remained unchanged, a small smile appeared on her beautiful face: "So what if you don't believe me, what can you do about that?"
